Stirring Things Up, Part Deux

June 5, 2017

Pentecost was always a feast day that made a lot of sense to me. Growing up in southern Louisiana it would not be surprising at all to see 12 guys and their mama stumbling out of an attic appearing a little drunk even though it’s only 9 in the morning. After spending this week reflecting on Steven, I mean–the Holy Spirit (see Stirring Things Up, Part I), I stumbled upon…